August 07, 2009 | By

John Hughes died yesterday of a heart attack at age 59 and along with him a little bit of teen nostalgia died too. The creator of movies like Sixteen Candles and Ferris Bueller's Day Off, his name has become not only synonymous, but definitive of the genre "teen movie" and the iconography of high school life that he painted. As the brat pack he created got older, he adapted the pseudonym Edmond Dantes and wrote bits like, Maid in Manhattan and Beethoven, but he will be most remembered for his characters who spoke the teen-angst truths on the silver screen that resonate in the heart of every kid who feels at ends with the world - truths like this: "Dear Mr. Vernon, we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. But we think you're crazy to make an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us... In the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain...and an athlete...and a basket case...a princess...and a criminal... Does that answer your question?... Sincerely yours, the Breakfast Club."

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